The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Lin Yanyan closed her eyes, and the light green wood-type spiritual power lingering on her fingertips seeped into the roots of the ancient tree under her feet like a silk thread. Her consciousness slowly sank with the spiritual power, connecting with the fragments of memory that had been deposited in the tree veins deep in the forest for millions of years.

At first, it was a blur of light and shadow—the clamor of creatures from all races working together to build a city, petals falling during a sacrifice, and a rune-carved boulder slowly rising...

A moment later, a clear image suddenly flashed into her mind. She opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils shrinking slightly in shock. Her voice trembled slightly, "I just saw from the tree's memory that Guixu was once a sacred place built by various tribes to store the 'Demon God's Bronze Coffin'!"

"The demon god's bronze coffin?" Su Xiaoya's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly stepped forward to investigate, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the bronze talisman on his waist, and he wondered in his heart: "Could this be the core area of ​​the Demon God Green Coffin Secret Realm that we escaped from before?"

She still remembered the embarrassment of being chased by the remnant spirit of the demon god in the secret realm. The cold and oppressive aura emanating from the bronze coffin still made her spine shiver when she thought about it now - she was not sure if she could take everyone away safely again.

"Very likely!" Yu Shuheng nodded, his eyes sweeping over the towering ancient crystal trees around him.

After a moment of thought, Yu Shuheng gently touched the naturally formed lines on the tree trunk with his fingertips. He said solemnly, "According to the tree's memory, the reason why Guixu sank into the East China Sea was not a natural disaster, but rather that in ancient times, various tribes took the initiative to activate the sealing formation in order to 'protect' the Demon God's Green Coffin."

After a pause, Yu Shuheng said, "They sank the entire holy land, including the coffin, to the bottom of the sea to prevent it from being taken away by foreign enemies who coveted the coffin's power."

So, does this have anything to do with the war between gods when foreign enemies invaded?

After saying this, Yu Shuheng stopped, closed his eyes, and a faint golden spiritual power emanated from his body - this was the "Heavenly Eye" technique he had practiced during his 100,000 years of boredom.

It is different from the "Heavenly Eye" spell practiced by other cultivators. Because he is Jianmu and has a strong vitality, his "Heavenly Eye" spell is the extremely rare "Life Heavenly Eye".

The most special thing about the "Life Eye" is that it can see the origin and traces of things through appearances.

Yu Shuheng slowly turned his body, carefully sensing the remaining energy fluctuations in the air.

But after a moment, he frowned, "Strange, it stands to reason that after the sealing formation is activated, it will leave behind a rich array energy, but here I can't feel anything except pure wood spiritual energy."

"Could it be that time has passed too long and the energy has dissipated?" Su Xiaoya guessed. She reached out and touched the crystal tree beside her. She felt a cool and warm touch at her fingertips. The spiritual power flowing in the tree was so pure without a trace of impurities. It did not look like it had experienced a sealed war at all.

Yu Shuheng shook his head and reopened his Heavenly Eyes. This time, he channeled his spiritual power to its fullest potential, a golden light shimmering in his eyes. "If the sealing formation had utilized the power of all races, the energy would have remained for at least a hundred thousand years. It's impossible for it to dissipate so quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up and he raised his hand, pointing towards the direction of the misty depths of the forest. "There! I saw a faint fluctuation of the formation, and there's the outline of an altar - this should be where the Demon God's Green Coffin is stored. Maybe the exit is there too!"

"Let's go!" Su Xiaoya didn't hesitate and followed the direction Yu Shuheng pointed. She was now obsessed with finding the exit, leading everyone out of this strange "Guixu" and back to the East China Sea.

Yu Shuheng immediately followed, and looking at Su Xiaoya's back without hesitation, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After knowing each other for so long, Su Xiaoya has always been like this. As long as he gives her direction, she will trust him unconditionally.

Although this is not the first time, every time he is trusted like this, he still feels warm in his heart.

"How could I possibly let you down, my fellow countryman, who trusted me so much?" Yu Shuheng thought silently, quickening his pace. "I must take the three of them back to Blue Star."

He thought of Lao Bai's floating soul and Jin Long's stupid dragon soul, and couldn't help but sigh softly - Lao Bai and Jin Long were both in soul state. If they stayed in Guixu for a long time, where the spiritual energy was rich but lacked "living soul nourishment", their souls would be damaged at any time. It would be better for them to recuperate in Su Xiaoya's portable space for a while.

"Alas, if I were gone, Su Xiaoya, Lao Bai and Jin Long, I really don't know what they would do." Yu Shuheng shook his head helplessly, but a hint of determination flashed in his eyes - he must hold up everything and not let anyone get into trouble.

This kind of ubiquitous self-praise is unparalleled.

Not far away, Gui Jiangye and his group were watching Yu Shuheng suddenly walk in a ruthless manner, their faces full of confusion.

Why did Yu Shuheng, who was investigating carefully just now, suddenly leave so, uh - "anxiously"?

But that pace, were they mistaken? Why did it feel a bit like "not recognizing relatives"?

"Brother Gui, what did Master Yu discover?" Mu Yu approached Gui Jiangye and asked quietly. Mu Yu was an elite from the Wu Clan's gold lineage, and had a calm personality, but he was also confused by Yu Shuheng's actions.

Gui Jiangye shook his head. "Master Yu has always been methodical in his actions. He's so anxious, he must have found a key clue. Follow him!"

As the leader of the younger generation of the Wu Clan, Gui Jiangye reacted very quickly. Although he was confused, he immediately waved his hand to signal everyone to follow.

Soon, the group passed through layers of crystal forests, and the ground under their feet gradually changed from soft humus to hard blue rock.

The air around them became increasingly solemn, and a hint of ancient and majestic aura gradually seeped into the originally warm wood-type spiritual power, causing everyone to involuntarily slow down their pace and their expressions became solemn.

After walking for about half an hour, the scene in front of them suddenly became clear - a huge altar appeared before everyone.

This altar seemed to be carved out of a whole piece of green jade. It was about ten feet high and divided into three layers. Each layer was carved with intricate patterns, and a faint green light flowed through the patterns, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

The altar was surrounded by clouds and mist, as if an invisible force was guarding the place, making people afraid to approach easily.

"That is..." Su Xiaoya's eyes were instantly attracted by the object in the center of the altar, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

There, rested a massive bronze coffin. Its body was a dark blue, engraved with intricate, maze-like runes. These shimmered with a faint silver light, like a sleeping beast, watching every approacher with invisible eyes.

hiss!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the bronze coffin. They froze in place as if under a spell and gasped in unison.

Mu Xiaoxiao even subconsciously grabbed her brother Mu Yu's sleeve, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Brother, this... isn't this the coffin we saw in the Demon God's Green Coffin Secret Realm? How did it get here?"

That’s right, this bronze coffin is exactly the same as the one that sealed the demon before!

Whether it was the size of the coffin, the pattern of the runes, or the pressure it exuded, they were all exactly the same.

They took great pains, and even caused the Little Golden Crow to consume a lot of its original power, before they escaped from that secret realm.

Do they have to go through another battle with the devil now?

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng looked at each other, and their eyes were like two sharp lightnings, narrowing almost at the same time.

They walked quickly to the edge of the altar and stared at the bronze coffin closely, their eyes so sharp that they seemed to want to see through the hard bronze shell and peek into the secrets hidden inside.

"No, the aura of this coffin is similar to the one in the secret realm, but it doesn't have such a strong sense of evil." Yu Shuheng carefully sensed the aura of the coffin and spoke slowly, "Instead, it carries a hint of...holy aura?"

Su Xiaoya nodded. Her Chaos Power was more sensitive to energy. "That's right. The energy around this coffin is very stable. It doesn't look like it's sealed. It looks more like... a sacred object that's been well-preserved."

At this moment, Mu Yu suddenly pointed at the stone pillars around the altar, and said in a voice with a hint of surprise: "Look at those stone pillars!"

Everyone looked in the direction Mu Yu pointed, and found that there were twelve huge stone pillars standing around the altar. Each stone pillar was as thick as three people could hug, and about twenty meters high. They were like twelve loyal guards, silently guarding this holy place.

These twelve stone pillars are blue-gray in color, and their surfaces are carved with lifelike figures. Each figure exudes a different kind of pressure, making people feel intimidated.

"That is... the patron saint of the human race, Lord Xuanyuan!" Su Xiaoya pointed to a stone pillar closest to the entrance of the altar. The man carved on the stone pillar was wearing an imperial robe, holding the Xuanyuan sword, with a majestic look, like a towering mountain standing between heaven and earth, making people feel awe involuntarily.

"And there's the war god Chi You of the Wu clan!" Gui Jiangye's voice was a little excited as he pointed at the second stone pillar. The man on the stone pillar was wearing animal skins, holding Chi You's spear in his hand, and surrounded by bloody fighting spirit. He looked like a ferocious beast, awe-inspiring in all directions. He was the greatest war god in the Wu clan's heritage.

The elite descendants of the Wu clan instantly came to the stone pillar carved with the god of war Chiyou, knelt on one leg respectfully, crossed their hands across their chests, and bowed their heads in salute.

After the ceremony, thirty people, thirty pairs of eyes, all looked at the statue of Chi You. The eagerness in their eyes could almost ignite the stone pillars.

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng looked at each other awkwardly, then looked at Saint Lord Xuanyuan in unison.

Well!

Is their concept of race a little too perfunctory?

However, Yu Shuheng remembered that he had traveled through time and space and turned into a tree, so he immediately took Su Xiaoya to see other stone pillars.

Soon, the elite members of the Wu Clan also followed. Everyone looked at the stone pillars one by one. Each stone pillar was engraved with the patron saint of a race:

The guardian deity of the demon race, Kunpeng, is depicted as a flying roc with wings spread high, its feathers covering the sky and blocking out the sun, as if it is about to soar above the nine heavens.

Haotian Shangdi, the patron saint of the gods, is surrounded by golden light, just like a dazzling sun, emitting endless majesty.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, the patron saint of the sea, has a dragon body wrapped around huge waves, just like a vast ocean with turbulent waves.

The patron saint of the spirit race, Our Lady of Lingxi, transformed into tiny dots of spiritual light, like a bright star, shining with mysterious brilliance;

Yama, the patron saint of ghosts, wears a judge's robe and holds the Book of Life and Death, just like a majestic judge who rules over the cycle of life and death.

The patron saint of the Stone Clan, Lady Shiji, has a body that blends seamlessly with the rocks, like a solid mountain that will never collapse.

The patron saint of the Winged Clan, the Golden-winged Roc, has wings brimming with the power of wind and thunder, like a nimble eagle soaring through the sky.

The Elemental Ancestor, the patron saint of the Elemental Clan, is surrounded by elements such as fire, water, wind, and earth, like a blazing flame, extremely hot.

Pangu, the patron saint of the Chaos Clan, is shrouded in chaotic mist, just like a chaotic universe containing endless mysteries.

"These totems..." Wu Yefeng walked forward and gently stroked the patterns on the stone pillars, his eyes filled with shock. "Is this Guixu really a sacred place jointly established by various ancient tribes?"

"These guardian totems should be the marks left by various tribes here, clues for future generations!"

"These ancient and mysterious totems fully demonstrate that the ancient races in ancient times possessed unparalleled power."

……

For a moment, everyone couldn't help whispering and expressing their own guesses.

These are secrets that are not even recorded in ancient books. How could they not be excited?

Yu Shuheng did not look at the stone pillar, but turned his gaze back to the bronze coffin.

He walked slowly around the coffin, carefully observing every detail, afraid of missing any clues. When he reached the front of the coffin lid, he suddenly stopped, his eyes lit up: "Little girl, look here!"

Su Xiaoya hurried over and looked in the direction Yu Shuheng pointed. She found a long, narrow groove on the edge of the coffin lid. The shape of the groove was very strange, like the outline of some kind of talisman. She subconsciously touched the bronze talisman at her waist and thought to herself: "This groove..."

"It's exactly the same shape as the bronze talisman on your waist." Yu Shuheng took over the conversation with a hint of certainty in his eyes. "Xiao Ya, try it with the talisman. I guess this talisman is the key to open the coffin lid."

Su Xiaoya didn't hesitate and immediately took off the bronze talisman from her waist. She had accidentally obtained this talisman before entering Guixu, and had never known what it was for. Now it seemed that it was the key to opening the Demon God's Green Coffin.

She handed the talisman to Yu Shuheng and watched his movements nervously.

Yu Shuheng took the talisman, took a deep breath, aligned the talisman with the groove, and slowly inserted it.

With a light "click" sound, the talisman was perfectly integrated into the groove without any gap.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze coffin began to vibrate slightly, and the coffin lid slowly lifted up, making a "creaking" sound, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for tens of millions of years had finally awakened.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the gap in the coffin lid, fearing that something terrible would rush out.

However, when the coffin lid was fully opened, everyone was stunned - there was no corpse in the coffin, nor the imagined residual soul of the demon god, only a fist-sized green crystal lying quietly at the bottom of the coffin, emitting a soft green light, exactly the same as the crystal on the top of the pagoda.

And under the crystal stone, there was a yellowed silk cloth with densely packed ancient characters written on it.

"This is... the common writing in ancient times!" Mu Yu stepped forward quickly and carefully identified the words on the silk cloth. He was one of the few people in the Wu clan who studied ancient writing and was not unfamiliar with these words.

He read it out word for word: "'The Guixu is the key, the green coffin is the door, only by gathering the spiritual power of all races can one begin the journey home.'"

Mu Yu raised his head and looked at everyone, his tone tinged with excitement: "In other words, Guixu itself is a key, and this bronze coffin is the door to the outside world. To open the exit, we need everyone from each tribe to inject spiritual energy together and activate the formation!"